The Slow Road

The Buddhist Temple is just about a mile down the road from my house. About a year ago, I was tickled to be invited to join a Saturday morning meditation group. I was nervous at first that I’d do it wrong, somehow and find myself voted out of the Temple. But, apart from the aches of sitting cross-legged on my aging body, I quite enjoy the peace, appreciate the hour or so, unplugged and unavailable. I’ve been an on and off regular, ever since my first foray into Buddhism–sometimes, life and outside obligations interfere with inner peace.

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“Well,” She thought,

“The Great Zebra Migration of Summer

was smaller than expected.”

Some days are full of surprise; remember to look.


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Carrying On

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The weight of grief, of bitterness, of anger, and of trauma are heavy. Too heavy to carry for long. And yet, we hold tight to them.  Releasing the burden and  walking away is unthinkable. We’ve grown accustomed to the weight of our pain.

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The problem isn’t the glowering clouds; the problem is one of expectations.

A glorious day at the beach. A day at the beach requires an umbrella for shade, a bucket of sunblock, a towel or two for sunbathing after a swim. A day at the beach is all about sun, sand, and swimming, maybe a little sunburn.

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Universe Check.

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No one, not one of us knows for certain what lies ahead. We move in uncertain times; the future is unknown.

Right here, though, right now, the sun shines warm, the green of Spring delights the eye, and small pleasures abound for those with eyes to see.

Be still, for the magic of each day is found in stillness and in quiet wonders. Tomorrow will come, whether we’ve felt the joy in this moment or not.

We are here; we are now. UniverseCheck.